"So what kind of girls does your brother like, then?" Athena was getting frustrated. She'd been sitting on the lawn for thirty minutes, probably ruining her pale complexion, trying to get information out of the new Zoe. Zoe, on the other hand, was too distracted. She was, what is the word, giggly. She found it a hoot every time Athena brought up her brother. Between all the giggling and Zoe getting completely distracted every time a jock walked by, Athena was ready to strangle her.
The problem was that Zoe held vital information to Athena. The taller girl wasn't sure why she needed this information so badly, but for some reason she did. It was like an itch she couldn't quite scratch. She needed to know what Jon liked. She had a drive in her that she'd never felt before, it was like what Jon thought of her was more important than what anyone thought of her.
"I don't know, Athena," Zoe giggled, "he'd just like any boy, I guess."
"What does that mean?"
"Like, you know," Zoe's giggling got a bit worse, "boys like the same stuff. Tits, ass, stuff like that!"
Athena grunted. Is that what Jon would like? She wasn't sure. He did spend an awful lot of time with that Karyn girl, though, and she was the typical big titted blond girl. Maybe there was something to it.
Only one way to find out, she told herself as she climbed to her feet and brushed the grass from her clothing. She had some shopping to do.
